Sororities are kind of dumb. I never really understood what the Ladies got out of them. The ones I was familiar with had all sorts of stupid rules and their houses albeit nice were locked down like no other. No guys were supposed to be allowed etc. They had all sorts of dues and it seemed like work

Most Fraternities I was familiar with - Pay your social dues or you can't come to parties (but we will usually turn a blind eye if your not an douche). The money of course was used to simply by booze. You get a better / cheaper place to live

spentmiles:Makes me miss Greek life. Mark and Bryce and I were all pretty good looking in college. I was probably the best looking. I swam a lot so I had an awesome body. It's been a few years, but I like to think that I still inspire some cucumber sales in the chicks around the office. If I wasn't the boss and "married", I'd be popping them on and off my cock like swish-ka-bob chicken.

Anyway, M B and I, used to go to off campus parties. We'd find a dude there with a good looking girlfriend. Mark and Bryce would buddy up to the dude, talking him up, doing shots with him, really selling himself back to himself. He was always reticent at first, having never had any positive attention paid to him by a peer, but after a few drinks we was popping off gay jokes, high fiving, all the stupid bro shiat. That's when I'd go to work on the girlfriend. M & B would keep him distracted while I talked her into a back bedroom with a little help from Mr. Sandman.

When I'd had her back there for a while, M & B would bring the boyfriend back and throw open the door. I'd always have his girlfriend doggied out so I could watch the door and see his expression when he recognized who was in the pretty portrait laid before him. It was always a double banger of shock and sadness, because the girlfriend would look up, with this drenched look of pleasure on her face, and meet the dude's slack jawed gaze. I'm sure seeing his girlfriend falling in love with a cock behind her stuck in his memory for a while.

But yeah, the biatch in the e-mail sounds nuts. M & B & I probably would've passed all of them over. Probably a bunch of fatties.

ImpatientlyUnsympathetic:They all sound boring and annoying. This one is the loud annoying one who thinks she's queen, but the other ones are stuck up biotches who are socially awkward. And you know they can't hold their liquor. No way I'd hang out with them, because I don't like to be vomited on.

In my experience, it's the loud, annoying "alpha" type that ends up vomiting anywhere but inside a bucket, trashcan, or toilet, sobbing and screaming in the bathroom, throwing shiat, and generally wrecking everyone else's fun in the process.

My name is Rachel Norris and I am the current president of Delta Gamma at the University of Maryland. It has been brought to my attention that you recently published an unsavory email that was sent out over my chapter's list-serve. Is it possible for you to either remove the article or just remove the names "Delta Gamma" and "Sigma Nu" from your article? This email absolutely does not reflect our chapter's values nor Sigma Nu's and any assistance you can give us is greatly appreciated.Sincerely,Rachel Norris

Skeeter, we would NEVER talk to our sisters that way! It's against our chapter values!

All of you Farkers are hating on a tradition you know nothing about, you all must have been pencil-necked pizza-faced geeks in the Chess Club, fraternity brothers get access to more top-shelf pussy than you could shake a stick at, and the relationships you make in the Brotherhood will last you a lifetime.

Lexx:The Greek system is ALL about social networking, and her sisters were doing a shiat job of it, fumbling an opportunity someone (probably her) worked hard to arrange.

Boo-hoo. If the girls weren't having a good time at the Sigma Nu mixer, maybe it's because Sigma Nu sucks and nobody would party with them in the first place unless compelled to by their neurotic social chairs.

theorellior:All of you Farkers are hating on a tradition you know nothing about, you all must have been pencil-necked pizza-faced geeks in the Chess Club, fraternity brothers get access to more top-shelf pussy than you could shake a stick at, and the relationships you make in the Brotherhood will last you a lifetime.

that bosnian sniper:ImpatientlyUnsympathetic: They all sound boring and annoying. This one is the loud annoying one who thinks she's queen, but the other ones are stuck up biotches who are socially awkward. And you know they can't hold their liquor. No way I'd hang out with them, because I don't like to be vomited on.

In my experience, it's the loud, annoying "alpha" type that ends up vomiting anywhere but inside a bucket, trashcan, or toilet, sobbing and screaming in the bathroom, throwing shiat, and generally wrecking everyone else's fun in the process.

The Alphas I've known are the ones who secretly upchuck in places without telling everyone. You see them with it on their chin, but you don't know WHERE you're going to find it (bathtub, off the balcony, in your closet are good bets though) but the Awkwards are going to just straight out puke in front of you. No matter what, they can't hold their liquor and they're going to do some ugly crying on your shoulder like they're your good best friend. And they probably take turns being the one caught knob slobbing more than one guy in a night. They can't all go full skitch (skank biotch) in the same night. Since they seem organized, they probably have a calendar of who's night it is to contract something antibiotics may/may not resolve...

theorellior:All of you Farkers are hating on a tradition you know nothing about, you all must have been pencil-necked pizza-faced geeks in the Chess Club, fraternity brothers get access to more top-shelf pussy than you could shake a stick at, and the relationships you make in the Brotherhood will last you a lifetime .

theorellior:All of you Farkers are hating on a tradition you know nothing about, you all must have been pencil-necked pizza-faced geeks in the Chess Club, fraternity brothers get access to more top-shelf pussy than you could shake a stick at, and the relationships you make in the Brotherhood will last you a lifetime.

ImpatientlyUnsympathetic:The Alphas I've known are the ones who secretly upchuck in places without telling everyone. You see them with it on their chin, but you don't know WHERE you're going to find it (bathtub, off the balcony, in your closet are good bets though) but the Awkwards are going to just straight out puke in front of you.

I don't get the whole Greek thing. Here in Canada we don't have that sort of crap, at least not on the same level as it exists in the U.S.

I mean why pay d-bags to humilate and degrade you in often slightly sadistic and homoerotic ways when you can be out drinking and partying with people who don't suck and getting laid? Unless of course you're into that sort of thing (thank you sir may I have another)

that bosnian sniper:ImpatientlyUnsympathetic: The Alphas I've known are the ones who secretly upchuck in places without telling everyone. You see them with it on their chin, but you don't know WHERE you're going to find it (bathtub, off the balcony, in your closet are good bets though) but the Awkwards are going to just straight out puke in front of you.

Vomit Lotto or Vomit in Plain View, you're ending up with puke on your stuff, whether you get into the shower and have to "waffle stomp" some vomit while you're hung over too... or you're late and rushing through the yard and walk through it or you are getting dressed and realize its on your shoes or clothes in the closet... or you're drunk and someone pukes on your shoes (which I contend is my exclusive right, only I get to puke on me)... these kinds of broads are not to be invited to parties unless they're at someone else's house... and then they must be avoided when they reach the "WHY ME?" ugly cry stage of the evening.